You sit and read
How alone you are, even you don’t know.
But sometimes you guess and then with a leisurely movement,
And a hint of animal sadness your simple features
Dip into the light.
written by Hungarian Poet Agnes Nemes Nagy, translated by George Szirtes
Response:
You sit and read
Not alone, for the sensation of hope, for life
Suckles hungrily on your bosom
While all around you
Is a colonnade of teeth,
How long do you intend to stay?
Until the light fades?
